He Has a Dragon

Zhan Bo covered the wound in his abdomen that had been stabbed by the military thorn. Blood slowly flowed out from between his fingers. He felt that all the strength in his body was disappearing from his body. ( @￥)!

He would never have thought that as a master of the martial arts, he would hide his strength and take advantage of his unpreparedness to fight with the young man in front of him. He would lose, and he would lose so completely. He had already said goodbye to this world. Enter the countdown.

"Why is this happening?"

Zhan Bo roared in despair, staring at Wang Le with eyes full of resentment, wishing he could peel off the skin and bones of this earthly ant and devour his flesh!

Wang Le shrugged his shoulders and replied nonchalantly: "Why are you asking for your own death? You can only blame yourself."

The warriors who were watching nearby looked at Zhan Bo with disdain and sympathy in their eyes, not the awe they usually showed towards earth-level masters.

At this time, in their eyes, it was really embarrassing for Zhan Bo, a master of the earth level martial arts, to be defeated by a young man of the Xuan level.

Of course, the most important thing is that in their eyes, Zhan Bo is dead and there is no need to maintain due respect.

After returning to the mansion, Lao Yang walked up to his wife and saw the situation outside through his spiritual consciousness. He couldn't help but sigh: "The process is not important. The result is that Wang Xiannephew defeated the earth-level master Zhan Bo with his late Xuan-level cultivation. He surpassed There is no doubt about the strength and achievement of this level challenge.”

Mrs. Yang, who was in a state of shock, with brilliant eyes, nodded in agreement: "Before this, although we didn't underestimate Wang Xiannephew, we still underestimated him after all. We didn't expect that he could really surpass the challenge. ."

Lao Yang hummed, then couldn't help but sigh, and replied: "That night, your Majesty once mentioned that Wang Xiannephew had the experience of cross-level challenges in the secular world. He killed the veteran earth-level master Nan Huaiyuan. I also I once suspected that there was something fishy here, but now it seems that everything is true."

Madam Lao Yang immediately showed a look of shock. She didn't expect that this level-crossing challenge outside was not Wang Le's first time. He had already killed an earth-level master like Nan Huaiyuan when he was still in the world.

"How did he practice?"

Mrs. Lao Yang murmured to herself. She couldn't imagine that Wang Le was so young and could practice so fast. The combat power he displayed, as well as the adaptability and decisiveness he showed in fighting with others, were completely unlike him. He is a young man, but he looks more like an old martial arts monster who has killed countless people.

Looking at the entire martial arts world, among his peers, there is no one who is as talented as him.

Unless you are in the hidden Taoism that you don’t know,

Such monsters may appear.

When Lao Yang and his wife were marveling at Wang Le's realization of the challenge, in the battle field outside the mansion, Zhan Bo, whose internal organs were minced by special military stabs, could not hold on anymore and fell weakly into a pool of blood. The vitality then dissipated, completely lifeless.

Wang Le, who was standing not far away, looked down at Zhan Bo's body lying in a pool of blood. Deep in his heart, with his expressionless face, he was muttering: "Although this Zhan Bo is a master of martial arts, what happened just now?" The fist slightly injured the young master, but his physical constitution is not as good as that of people of Xuan level like Dong Chong and Heishan Yuan Hong."

From Wang Le's current perspective, he didn't know what was going on. He thought he would ask Lao Yang and his wife for advice later. I believe they should know the reason for this.

As my mind wandered, not far from Wang Le, I glanced at Zhan Bo's natal magic weapon, then ignored everyone's gaze and walked over. After picking it up, I turned around and walked up the steps to the entrance of the mansion.

Before Wang Le crossed the threshold, he suddenly stopped, turned to look at the onlookers of warriors, and sneered: "Senior seniors, don't imitate Zhanbo and pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger, because there is nothing good you can do if you meet me. Eat the fruit!”

Having said this, Wang Le glanced at Zhan Bo's body in a pool of blood, and then said meaningfully: "The lessons learned from the past are not far away. Please think about it again. If you have this time, it is better to go find the most suspicious person. Maybe there will be unexpected gains.”

Immediately, Wang Le stopped talking and turned around, crossed the threshold and entered the mansion. The door slowly closed and disappeared from everyone's sight.

At this moment, Mr. Liu Zhi, accompanied by twin old servants Uncle Ze and Uncle Cang, rushed over.

At this time, because of Wang Le's departure, the discussion among the crowd became heated again.

"What the emperor said is also credible. Sun Lequan had just left at that time and died suddenly in the darkroom when he returned. So whoever discovered it first is the most suspicious!"

"It is now widely rumored that the Emperor killed Sun Lequan, and this rumor first came out from the City Lord's Mansion."

"In other words, Mr. Six Fingers will definitely not be able to escape this biggest suspicion."

…………

When Mr. Liuzhi, Uncle Ze, and Uncle Cang stood in an unobtrusive dark corner and heard the comments in the crowd, their faces suddenly became ugly.

"Master, this must be some trick the Emperor used to make everyone suspect you."

Uncle Ze, who was standing behind Mr. Six Fingers, said with a very ugly expression.

At this moment, Mr. Six Fingers could see his big, bony hands hidden in his sleeves, tightly clenched into fists, and he said in a forced and calm voice: "No matter how many plots and tricks he uses, he can't escape from my grasp."

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Cang, who was standing behind, had a fierce look in his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, things will change later. Let's go in now and arrest the boy from the throne first..."

Before Uncle Cang finished speaking, he saw Mr. Liuzhi standing in front of him change his aura and became extremely fierce. He stared at a certain direction with a flash of light in his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, what's the use of hiding?" ,Come out!"

Uncle Ze and Uncle Cang, who were standing behind, were startled at first, and then took a step forward. They protected Mr. Six Fingers from behind with a tacit understanding, and looked warily in the dark and lightless direction.

Then, before the three of them saw anyone, they first heard a chuckle coming from the darkness, and then they saw a short, ugly old man, less than 1.7 meters tall, suddenly appear in their sight.

At this moment, he saw this ugly-looking short old man walking slowly in front of the three of them. He smiled and said softly: "The map is in this city. If the person who is most likely to get it is Liu Zhi, who is Bai Yujing's rotating talker. is you."

Mr. Liuzhi's face returned to calmness. He looked at the ugly short old man indifferently and avoided answering indifferently: "Who is it? It turns out to be the hungry old man Chen Ying from the Heavenly King's Palace."

The hungry old man Chen Ying, who was pointed out by Mr. Six Fingers, still kept the smile on his face, but his pair of extremely deep triangular eyes stared at Mr. Six Fingers seriously.

Clearly, this is not a tough guy who is easily fooled!